Archive | May 2015

Bank Holiday Blues

Please give me a tickle tum

Please give me a tickle tum

The radio told me it is Bank Holiday today. Really? What difference does that make to me? To me it’s the same as any other day. I get up sometime between 6 and 8 am when Mum decides to get up, let me out for a pee, clear up then feed me.

Then it is her turn for breakfast. I leave her alone while she eats it, sitting in her favourite chair watching the birds outside, whilst I amuse myself. Then she drinks her second cup of coffee and picks up her laptop. I try to distract her from it by plonking my paw on the keyboard, thus making her next words appear in CAPITALS. She then talks to me in CAPITALS too, if you know what I mean.

That doesn’t faze me much. I can deal with that. No problem.

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Visiting

WP_20150517_15_32_11_Pro 2We went to visit some of Mum’s friends yesterday
who sat in their garden chatting most of the day.
I was hoping that someone would play ball with me
but in case I escaped I was tied to a tree.

I just sat and watched them, being very good,
while everybody there was eating their food.
I was getting a bit bored and started to yawn
so my auntie took me for a stroll round the lawn.

I like visiting because people are such fun
but I wish that we could all have had a good run.
When we went home I let off some steam in our park
running between mum and auntie. That was a lark.

Getting Muddy

11230610_10153223346550781_2024829208809234032_nI had a brilliant time yesterday
when Mum let me off of my lead to play
out in the park where there’s a little brook
and I got myself all covered in muck!
What fun, tee hee šŸ˜‰

I found a big stick and ran off with it
but then Mum called me back waving a treat
and after running around like crazy
I had a rest and posed like a daisy
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Our Garden Party

WP_20150511_15_01_36_ProMum had a garden party here yesterday to celebrate her birthday. It wasn’t a very warm day, so most people ate indoors. It was a bit scary having loads of noisy people milling around so I stayed in my room and in my run most of the time. Anyway, Mum wouldn’t let me in the kitchen or the living room where all the food was, in case I stole something. As if!

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Almost Human

WP_20150402_15_35_18_Pro 2Poems I wrote each day during April

Writersdigest.com has this poem-a-day competition during every April and November, so I though I’d give it a go. I ended up doing a poem every day, sometimes two. So here’s what I wrote:-

APRIL 2015 POEM-A-DAY CHALLENGE
to write poems from daily prompts set by
Robert Lee Brewer at writersdigest.com

 

ADDICTION Day 1 prompt ā€“ a resistance poem
ABSENTMINDEDNESS Day 2 prompt ā€“ a secrets poem
AGGRAVATION Day 3 prompt ā€“ a machines poem
ABANDONMENT Day 4 prompt ā€“ a departures poem
ANTICIPATION Day 5 prompt ā€“ a vegetables poem
APPEARANCE Day 6 prompt ā€“ a things not as they appear poem
ADORATION Day 7 prompt ā€“ a love or anti-love poem
AUDACITY Day 8 prompt ā€“ a dare poem
ADOLESCENCE Day 9 prompt ā€“ a work poem
APOLOGY Day 10 prompt ā€“ a ā€œHow ā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ā€ poem
ANGUISH Day 11 prompt ā€“ a seasonal poem
ADMISSION Day 12 prompt ā€“ a damage poem
ANNIVERSARY Day 13 prompt ā€“ a confession poem
ARTFUL Day 14 prompt ā€“ an honest and/or dishonest poem
AMAZING Day 15 prompt ā€“ an adjective poem
ARGUMENT Day 16 prompt ā€“ a science poem
ACCIDENT Day 17 prompt ā€“ a swing poem
ACCWIESCENCE Day 18 prompt ā€“ a poem using only two vowels
AUTHORITY Day 19 prompt ā€“ an authority poem
ANTAGONISTS Day 20 prompt ā€“ a ā€œMy ……. the …….. poem
ALMOST HUMANĀ Day 21 prompt ā€“ an I am… or an I am not… poem
ANIMAL INSTINCT Day 22 prompt ā€“ a nature poem
ANCESTORS Day 23 prompt ā€“ a history poem
ATTENTION Day 24 prompt ā€“ a moment poem
AUNTIEĀ Day 25 prompt ā€“ an across the sea poem
ACCUSED Day 26 prompt ā€“ words coined by Shakespeare
ABSENTEE Day 27 prompt ā€“ a looking back poem
APIARIST Day 28 prompt ā€“ a matter or antimatter poem
ANGELS WHITE HEAVEN Day 29 prompt ā€“ a what nobody else knows poem
ADIEU Day 30 prompt – a “Bury the *******” poem

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